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