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