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