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