freya fantasia: Chronicles of Epic Adventures and Love

Dark theater, single seat, freya fantasia on the screen and between her legs. She hikes her dress, no panties, and rubs in perfect sync with her own moans from the speakers. “Listen to freya fantasia come,” she whispers, circling faster. The surround sound fills with wet noises and breathless “freya fantasia, freya fantasia, freya fantasia” until she squirts all over the velvet seat in a private symphony of “freya fantasia”.