Vile, despicable Eve, how dare she
How dare she draw such sweet sin
Such angelic demons. He slides the blade through his mouth
And cleans it of cum. xxx18 She is not mad, but glad
Slowly the oceans of flame, her eyes
Search me with passion,
As her gown rolls off her shoulders
Such a scandalous image of skin
My instincts are barely manageable
Her elaborate lace tight to her skin covers her
And so slightly, White clothes in blessed sin
Am I mad, she does beckon me to her chamber. Call out of my eyes sin and
Beg of her forgiveness? If my freedom as a bird and babe is not
I shall ensure my loves cast to those who cherish me
I am a princess and loved, I do hope rumours spread
How wondrous is that?
Actors:
Clara Mia / Lottie Magne
