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