Maybe we were plotting this
Maybe we were plotting this
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Special treatment for special privileges
So you never had real pussy before?
Will you still call me after?
Words are lost too
Your holes want it
You had my food, now you have me
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Happy fucking birthday, bitch!
I want performance, not excuses