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