I don’t need anyone to tell me what to be.
I know what I want to be, and I know my place.
It is at the side of my leader. My loyalty is undying.

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I don’t need anyone to tell me what to be.
I know what I want to be, and I know my place.
It is at the side of my leader. My loyalty is undying.

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Can’t wait to pin you down and claim your heart all for myself, Valentine~ I’ll rip it straight from your chest 🖤
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Feeling how I feel, I’ll accept the unreal
And why does your soul taste so good against my lips?
And why does your ichor taste so good against my tongue?
And why does your worship look so good below me?
And why do your deadly claws bring me comfort?
And why do you choose to bow before me?
Because you’re the only one who deserves my attention

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
And why does your soul taste so good against my lips?
And why does your ichor taste so good against my tongue?
And why does your worship look so good below me?
And why do your deadly claws bring me comfort?
And why does your soul taste so good against my lips?
And why does your ichor taste so good against my tongue?
You are an unholy entity of tangled, innumerable limbs — singing hymns of obliteration as I sing back liturgies of my worship
We make such lovely music together