High Fidelity Track 1: Blame My Ex
High Fidelity Track 1: Blame My Ex
I was thinking to take it raw...
What you don't see is what you get
You are a treat for my husband
What am i to do with you, slave?
My tongue won't miss a spot
Sorry son, but i'm hungry for cock
Stretch it for days
You rolled in the perfect hands and lips
Tell her whatever she wants to hear
Let's fuck your dad, he's so grumpy...
Loud morning call
I'll eat you like a crumb, boy
Try someone more experienced
Who's the real winner here?