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