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