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