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