Braylin Bailey, Apollo Banks - Sweet Strokes
Braylin Bailey, Apollo Banks - Sweet Strokes
You rolled in the perfect hands and lips
Stretch it for days
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
Try someone more experienced
You are a treat for my husband
Loud morning call
I'll eat you like a crumb, boy
What am i to do with you, slave?
I was thinking to take it raw...
Who's the real winner here?
Sorry son, but i'm hungry for cock
My tongue won't miss a spot