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