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