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