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