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