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