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