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