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