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