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