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