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