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