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