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