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