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