Nelly Kent Ahoy There, Sailor!
Nelly Kent Ahoy There, Sailor!
How do business men get down on weekends?
I want to read you up close
I'll throw a sinful light on you
Perfect as always
The morning smell is between thighs
I bet you can serve me the special
We want so much more than kisses
That wet mouth looks yummy
No hand could fill me like this
Bring the pain to build the pleasure
Am i suppose to not like this?
I will make it fair to you!