Don’t make me choose
Don’t make me choose
Manners beforehand
For the sake of the relationship
I want my ass to have an echo
Struggle between watching and tasting
You are heaven when stuffed correctly
Let me play with you twice
Every hole must be tested in nature
Showing some gratitude
She has a transmissible craving
Warm and wet, just like mid summer
Handle the devil you summoned, slut!