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