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