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