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