She's not made for dialogue
She's not made for dialogue
Let me play with you twice
Fifty shades of russian red
Manners beforehand
She has a transmissible craving
Every hole must be tested in nature
Struggle between watching and tasting
I want my ass to have an echo
You are heaven when stuffed correctly
Showing some gratitude
Warm and wet, just like mid summer
Handle the devil you summoned, slut!
For the sake of the relationship