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