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