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