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