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