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