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