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