This isn't about me, really
This isn't about me, really
Fifty shades of russian red
Struggle between watching and tasting
I want my ass to have an echo
Every hole must be tested in nature
Warm and wet, just like mid summer
Come on, we are hungry here
For the sake of the relationship
Let me play with you twice
Showing some gratitude
Handle the devil you summoned, slut!
I'll see you inside
Manners beforehand