We want gifts from your own sacks
We want gifts from your own sacks
I'mma stuff you real good, baby
We like where this is going
The bitter martini
Her place is on her knees
Is anyone laughing?
Only one way in
Puppet with a fuckdoll role
From russia, with lust
You wanna touch me, don't you?
Let me push your buttons
In the dark cock hunger
In the motion of the slutty ocean
I want all of you