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