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