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