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