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