Die 8. Sünde
Die 8. Sünde
I bet you can fuck me to heaven
Make yourself uncomfortable
Rubbing in the dark
Knock the eggs in my basket
Do you want my attention?
I'm ready to eat
Synchronized beauty
Looks like a naughty party
What kind of present is this?
Balanced pain and pleasure
Grounding is not enough
It's a nice cardio-burner
The taste of hard work
Welcome to your life, little girl
When you put it this way...
We're not waiting any longer, daddy
Earn your trust, honey
We end the day in lust
Happy birthday, now blow me!
Waiter, i would like a cock