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