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