Ember: So Wrong It's Right
Ember: So Wrong It's Right
I want my ass to have an echo
You are heaven when stuffed correctly
Let me play with you twice
Warm and wet, just like mid summer
For the sake of the relationship
Every hole must be tested in nature
Fifty shades of russian red
Manners beforehand
Handle the devil you summoned, slut!
Come on, we are hungry here
She has a transmissible craving
Showing some gratitude
Struggle between watching and tasting
I'll see you inside