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