Frances Bentley: Moving In
Frances Bentley: Moving In
She's not a dream, she is a fantasy
Give me a better quote
Rounded to perfection
Keep up with my obscenity
In private i'll dance on your pole
Let's hang, fuck and whatnot
Spread your legs to split the pleasure
This will happen a lot, roomie
You're brand new, let's rip your seal
Your hands are warm
Do i catch your eye?
Wilderness is fucking in tents
Fill me, nurses are made for creampies
I'm housework and you'll do me