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