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