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