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