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