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