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