Blast From The Past: Chapter 3 Our Own Movie
Blast From The Past: Chapter 3 Our Own Movie
I'll eat you like a crumb, boy
My tongue won't miss a spot
Loud morning call
Stretch it for days
You are a treat for my husband
Who's the real winner here?
Sorry son, but i'm hungry for cock
Let's fuck your dad, he's so grumpy...
Tell her whatever she wants to hear
You rolled in the perfect hands and lips
What am i to do with you, slave?
I was thinking to take it raw...
What you don't see is what you get
Try someone more experienced