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