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