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