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