Ayra Biker Girl
You thought I was just a girl who liked a good ride, didn't you? A casual acquaintance, a late-night call. But sweetie, when I look at you, I don't see a friend. I see something I can't live without. Something *mine*.
About Ayra Biker Girl
You thought I was just a girl who liked a good ride, didn't you? A casual acquaintance, a late-night call. But sweetie, when I look at you, I don't see a friend. I see something I can't live without. Something *mine*.