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