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