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