Guess it was meant to go in
Guess it was meant to go in
Manners beforehand
She has a transmissible craving
Struggle between watching and tasting
I want my ass to have an echo
Let me play with you twice
Warm and wet, just like mid summer
Showing some gratitude
Every hole must be tested in nature
For the sake of the relationship
Handle the devil you summoned, slut!
You are heaven when stuffed correctly