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