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