Elaina St. James and Max Fills
Elaina St. James and Max Fills
I need a taste to be convinced
You are an amazing specimen, miss
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
No fear of the monster
Soft all over
I have my methods, daddy
Don't you just love mornings?
Have you met perfection?
Claim your big prize
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
Look at that, how nice it slides
A match made in throat fuck heaven
You came in red, you'll leave all red