You walk in the door, and there I am, on my knees, all soft, feminine comfort, ready and eager to serve you. When the rest of the world gives you shit, you come home where I give you adoration. You clutch my head to your belly, your hands in my soft hair
You walk in the door, and there I am, on my knees, all soft, feminine comfort, ready and eager to serve you. When the rest of the world gives you shit, you come home where I give you adoration. You clutch my head to your belly, your hands in my soft hair