Diabolical Devices, Sophia Locke
Diabolical Devices, Sophia Locke
I'll throw a sinful light on you
The morning smell is between thighs
I bet you can serve me the special
I want to read you up close
I will make it fair to you!
Perfect as always
We want so much more than kisses
How do business men get down on weekends?
That wet mouth looks yummy
Bring the pain to build the pleasure
No hand could fill me like this
Am i suppose to not like this?