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