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