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