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