Absolute pure poetry
Absolute pure poetry
Feeding time, red!
You think you'll have enough?
What we like is pretty simple
Gag if you like it
Put that muscle to work
What kind of man are we welcoming?
You feel the stress running down?
Natural glow for a slut
Burn me with pleasure
I like the decor and the colors...
Wild ass like in the wild west
Casual strings attached
You look a little bit stressed, darling