Black Cock Addiction, Clea Gaultier
Black Cock Addiction, Clea Gaultier
I'll eat you like a crumb, boy
What am i to do with you, slave?
Stretch it for days
You are a treat for my husband
I was thinking to take it raw...
What you don't see is what you get
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?
My tongue won't miss a spot
Let's fuck your dad, he's so grumpy...
Sorry son, but i'm hungry for cock
Loud morning call