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