Ivy Wolfe - Running Lines
Ivy Wolfe - Running Lines
We believe in you
Split my ass if you can
Something to clean, you dirty slut?
She never has enough
You've taught me so much, daddy
With practice the pleasure finds room
Slept good, woke up full
Saved the best for last
She makes ass fucking seem breezy
All cocks unite in her mouth
We all use our own toys?
Open that throat, you slut
No weird stuff, bro...
If pussy destroying is not love, what is?
Put it in where it's more inviting
Holes kept open at all times
One or two, same to you
This doesn't feel traditional, daddy...
Your ass feels supernatural
You have to cum for me, boy!