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