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