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