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