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