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