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