Jesse Pony is Fucked Into Submission
Jesse Pony is Fucked Into Submission
You are an amazing specimen, miss
A match made in throat fuck heaven
Don't you just love mornings?
You came in red, you'll leave all red
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
I need a taste to be convinced
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
Have you met perfection?
Soft all over
I have my methods, daddy
Claim your big prize
No fear of the monster