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