Selva Lapiedra, Christy White: In Rhythm
Selva Lapiedra, Christy White: In Rhythm
My tongue won't miss a spot
Loud morning call
Tell her whatever she wants to hear
What am i to do with you, slave?
You rolled in the perfect hands and lips
I'll eat you like a crumb, boy
Stretch it for days
Try someone more experienced
You are a treat for my husband
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
Who's the real winner here?
I was thinking to take it raw...