As he approached her she pulled herself onto a log, back end high in the air
. .
. . They sigh but not in sorrow
Though loss shall be their lot
And by this time tomorrow
Tonight shall be forgot
As he approached her she pulled herself onto a log, back end high in the air
. .
. . They sigh but not in sorrow
Though loss shall be their lot
And by this time tomorrow
Tonight shall be forgot
As he approached her she pulled herself onto a log, back end high in the air
. .
. . They sigh but not in sorrow
Though loss shall be their lot
And by this time tomorrow
Tonight shall be forgot
Elsa Dream rides on top of a clean cock like a cowgirl