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