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