High fidelity – track 1: blame my ex
High fidelity – track 1: blame my ex
What am i to do with you, slave?
My tongue won't miss a spot
You are a treat for my husband
What you don't see is what you get
I was thinking to take it raw...
Stretch it for days
Tell her whatever she wants to hear
Let's fuck your dad, he's so grumpy...
Sorry son, but i'm hungry for cock
Loud morning call
You rolled in the perfect hands and lips
I'll eat you like a crumb, boy
Who's the real winner here?
Try someone more experienced