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