THR3E 7
THR3E 7
Wilderness is fucking in tents
She's not a dream, she is a fantasy
Fill me, nurses are made for creampies
Give me a better quote
In private i'll dance on your pole
Do i catch your eye?
I'm housework and you'll do me
Rounded to perfection
Your hands are warm
You're brand new, let's rip your seal
Keep up with my obscenity
Spread your legs to split the pleasure
Let's hang, fuck and whatnot
This will happen a lot, roomie