Maybe we were plotting this
Maybe we were plotting this
She's not a dream, she is a fantasy
Do i catch your eye?
In private i'll dance on your pole
You're brand new, let's rip your seal
Your hands are warm
Keep up with my obscenity
This will happen a lot, roomie
Fill me, nurses are made for creampies
Rounded to perfection
I'm housework and you'll do me
Spread your legs to split the pleasure
Wilderness is fucking in tents
Give me a better quote
Let's hang, fuck and whatnot