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