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