LezBeBad If At Fist You Don't Succeed
LezBeBad If At Fist You Don't Succeed
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Have you met perfection?
Don't you just love mornings?
Claim your big prize
I need a taste to be convinced
No fear of the monster
Soft all over
I have my methods, daddy
A match made in throat fuck heaven
You came in red, you'll leave all red
You are an amazing specimen, miss