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