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