Maybe we were plotting this
Maybe we were plotting this
Fifty shades of russian red
Warm and wet, just like mid summer
For the sake of the relationship
Handle the devil you summoned, slut!
Come on, we are hungry here
Struggle between watching and tasting
Let me play with you twice
You are heaven when stuffed correctly
Showing some gratitude
I want my ass to have an echo
Manners beforehand
Every hole must be tested in nature
She has a transmissible craving
I'll see you inside