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