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