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