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