Better Idea with Sata Jones and Dorothy Black
Better Idea with Sata Jones and Dorothy Black
You had my food, now you have me
I want performance, not excuses
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Let the pussy feel neglected
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Your holes want it
Let me guess, you want them
Will you still call me after?
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Special treatment for special privileges
So you never had real pussy before?
You can't and will not escape