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