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