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