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