Ivy Wolfe - Running Lines
Ivy Wolfe - Running Lines
Your hands are warm
You're brand new, let's rip your seal
Do i catch your eye?
Wilderness is fucking in tents
Keep up with my obscenity
Let's hang, fuck and whatnot
Fill me, nurses are made for creampies
I'm housework and you'll do me
Silence and obedience
She's not a dream, she is a fantasy
Rounded to perfection
Spread your legs to split the pleasure
This will happen a lot, roomie
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