Don't resist or start to sob,
Just place your lips upon my knob,
I want that head to start to bob
. .
. The all wore long gowns of black leather. There was white van parked a few steps in front of me
Don't resist or start to sob,
Just place your lips upon my knob,
I want that head to start to bob
. .
. The all wore long gowns of black leather. There was white van parked a few steps in front of me
Don't resist or start to sob,
Just place your lips upon my knob,
I want that head to start to bob
. .
. The all wore long gowns of black leather. There was white van parked a few steps in front of me
