August Skye: Stand Clear Of The Doors
Today, you're the lucky man
Slightly compelled but desiring
Right in the middle of the chores
You wanna rub it in?
Trust me, you will love this ride
Not sure my father would approve
How are we doing, honey?
Let them compete!
Damn, you are the best nanny
I worked it, you stretch it
It's gonna be a great day
You are my dessert, young boy
Fisting and fucking two in one