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