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