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