Bailey Brooke - So Much Fun Without Him
Bailey Brooke - So Much Fun Without Him
Soft all over
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
I have my methods, daddy
Don't you just love mornings?
No fear of the monster
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Have you met perfection?
A match made in throat fuck heaven
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Claim your big prize
I need a taste to be convinced
What were you sniffing around, daddy?