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