She's not made for dialogue
She's not made for dialogue
Her place is on her knees
The bitter martini
From russia, with lust
Let me push your buttons
I'mma stuff you real good, baby
You wanna touch me, don't you?
Is anyone laughing?
In the motion of the slutty ocean
In the dark cock hunger
We like where this is going
Puppet with a fuckdoll role