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