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