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