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