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