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