Ontem Nós Tinhamos 17 e Era Carnaval
Ontem Nós Tinhamos 17 e Era Carnaval
Loud morning call
I was thinking to take it raw...
You are a treat for my husband
What am i to do with you, slave?
Who's the real winner here?
You rolled in the perfect hands and lips
Let's fuck your dad, he's so grumpy...
What you don't see is what you get
Sorry son, but i'm hungry for cock
Tell her whatever she wants to hear
I'll eat you like a crumb, boy
Try someone more experienced
My tongue won't miss a spot
Stretch it for days