Freya Parker & Gizelle Blanco - Golden Hour
Freya Parker & Gizelle Blanco - Golden Hour
I'll eat you like a crumb, boy
You are a treat for my husband
Stretch it for days
Loud morning call
Who's the real winner here?
Let's fuck your dad, he's so grumpy...
Tell her whatever she wants to hear
What you don't see is what you get
Sorry son, but i'm hungry for cock
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?
You rolled in the perfect hands and lips