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