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