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