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