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