Chanel Can't Contain Herself
Chanel Can't Contain Herself
Loud morning call
What am i to do with you, slave?
My tongue won't miss a spot
I was thinking to take it raw...
You are a treat for my husband
I'll eat you like a crumb, boy
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?
Stretch it for days
Try someone more experienced
Tell her whatever she wants to hear
You rolled in the perfect hands and lips