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