The Spoiled Thief, Fiona Frost
The Spoiled Thief, Fiona Frost
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
You had my food, now you have me
So you never had real pussy before?
Words are lost too
Happy fucking birthday, bitch!
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Will you still call me after?
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Your holes want it
Special treatment for special privileges
I want performance, not excuses
Husband couldn't fill that hole