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