Sex In The City 3
Sex In The City 3
You are a treat for my husband
You rolled in the perfect hands and lips
Let's fuck your dad, he's so grumpy...
Stretch it for days
Tell her whatever she wants to hear
I'll eat you like a crumb, boy
Loud morning call
My tongue won't miss a spot
What you don't see is what you get
I was thinking to take it raw...
Who's the real winner here?
Try someone more experienced
What am i to do with you, slave?
Sorry son, but i'm hungry for cock