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