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