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