Her feathers have been ruffled and shuffled
Her feathers have been ruffled and shuffled
Warm and wet, just like mid summer
You are heaven when stuffed correctly
Every hole must be tested in nature
I'll see you inside
For the sake of the relationship
Fifty shades of russian red
She has a transmissible craving
Come on, we are hungry here
I want my ass to have an echo
Showing some gratitude
Manners beforehand
Struggle between watching and tasting
Let me play with you twice
Handle the devil you summoned, slut!