This isn't about me, really
This isn't about me, really
Manners beforehand
Fifty shades of russian red
Handle the devil you summoned, slut!
Every hole must be tested in nature
I want my ass to have an echo
Struggle between watching and tasting
Showing some gratitude
She has a transmissible craving
For the sake of the relationship
I'll see you inside
Come on, we are hungry here
Let me play with you twice
Warm and wet, just like mid summer
You are heaven when stuffed correctly