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