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