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