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