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