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