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