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