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