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