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