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