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