High Fidelity Track 1: Blame My Ex
High Fidelity Track 1: Blame My Ex
What you don't see is what you get
You rolled in the perfect hands and lips
Tell her whatever she wants to hear
Sorry son, but i'm hungry for cock
You are a treat for my husband
Loud morning call
Try someone more experienced
I'll eat you like a crumb, boy
What am i to do with you, slave?
Stretch it for days
I was thinking to take it raw...
Who's the real winner here?
My tongue won't miss a spot
Let's fuck your dad, he's so grumpy...