Sometimes You Create Proximity
Sometimes You Create Proximity
Straight up, no fucking about
Wet for love not for riches
Everyone is invited
Rub me through sweat and moans
Your dick says yes, stepbro
Do me a favor, will ya?
Fuck me, i'm burning
I feel what's up, baby
Such luck, a fuck butterfly
Hunger with lust
It will be hard to walk after this