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