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