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