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