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