High Fidelity Track 1: Blame My Ex
High Fidelity Track 1: Blame My Ex
I was thinking to take it raw...
Tell her whatever she wants to hear
What am i to do with you, slave?
You are a treat for my husband
What you don't see is what you get
I'll eat you like a crumb, boy
My tongue won't miss a spot
Loud morning call
Who's the real winner here?
Sorry son, but i'm hungry for cock
Let's fuck your dad, he's so grumpy...
Stretch it for days
You rolled in the perfect hands and lips
Try someone more experienced