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