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