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