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