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