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