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