Maybe we were plotting this
Maybe we were plotting this
Stretch it for days
Let's fuck your dad, he's so grumpy...
Tell her whatever she wants to hear
Who's the real winner here?
Loud morning call
What am i to do with you, slave?
You are a treat for my husband
My tongue won't miss a spot
I'll eat you like a crumb, boy
You rolled in the perfect hands and lips
I was thinking to take it raw...
Sorry son, but i'm hungry for cock
What you don't see is what you get
Try someone more experienced