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