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