"Can your wife handle this?" Friz teases, as Pamr's eyes widen at the sight of his colossal cock. She hesitates, then tentatively reaches out, her small hand barely wrapping around his thickness. She licks tentatively, her tongue tracing the veins, before taking him into her mouth. Friz's hands tangle in her long, black hair, guiding her, urging her to take more. Pamr gags, tears streaming down her face, but she's determined. She looks up at him, her pretty face a picture of concentration and desire, as she tries to swallow his entire length.