We cross the line and move forward, son
We cross the line and move forward, son
Let me play with you twice
Warm and wet, just like mid summer
She has a transmissible craving
For the sake of the relationship
Manners beforehand
Every hole must be tested in nature
Handle the devil you summoned, slut!
Showing some gratitude
You are heaven when stuffed correctly
I want my ass to have an echo
Struggle between watching and tasting