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