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