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