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