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