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