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