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