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