We cross the line and move forward, son
We cross the line and move forward, son
Warm and wet, just like mid summer
I want my ass to have an echo
Let me play with you twice
Every hole must be tested in nature
Manners beforehand
Handle the devil you summoned, slut!
I'll see you inside
Come on, we are hungry here
Showing some gratitude
Fifty shades of russian red
For the sake of the relationship