Disciplined where it counts
Disciplined where it counts
Happy fucking birthday, bitch!
Your holes want it
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Will you still call me after?
I want performance, not excuses
Hit that fucking high pitch note
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
You had my food, now you have me
So you never had real pussy before?
Husband couldn't fill that hole
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Special treatment for special privileges