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