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