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