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