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