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