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