Freya Mayer - Running Lateish
Freya Mayer - Running Lateish
You are an amazing specimen, miss
I need a taste to be convinced
Look at that, how nice it slides
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
You came in red, you'll leave all red
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Soft all over
No fear of the monster
Have you met perfection?
I have my methods, daddy
Claim your big prize
Don't you just love mornings?
A match made in throat fuck heaven