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