The Draft II: Speed Rounds
The Draft II: Speed Rounds
Your holes want it
I want performance, not excuses
Let me guess, you want them
Will you still call me after?
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Husband couldn't fill that hole
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Let the pussy feel neglected
Hit that fucking high pitch note
You can't and will not escape