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