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