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