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