Jill Kassidy - Lost Bet
Jill Kassidy - Lost Bet
Open that throat, you slut
Saved the best for last
Your ass feels supernatural
Holes kept open at all times
Boyfriend is sick and she needs a dick
All cocks unite in her mouth
No weird stuff, bro...
She makes ass fucking seem breezy
You have to cum for me, boy!
We believe in you
Put it in where it's more inviting
Something to clean, you dirty slut?
One or two, same to you
She never has enough
With practice the pleasure finds room
If pussy destroying is not love, what is?
Slept good, woke up full
We all use our own toys?
You've taught me so much, daddy
This doesn't feel traditional, daddy...