I Was A Mail Order Bride
I Was A Mail Order Bride
You want my name or my ass?
You look and feel like a pretty sex doll
I'm about to stretch your legs
Make that cock feel special, girls
Deep until you feel it stopping
But nobody fucks me like you do, daddy
Come close and see what happens
Sluts must be fed regularly
Oh god, we have to exercise this muscle
Just anal from now on
There's a connection among these curves