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