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