A Day with Shalina Devine
A Day with Shalina Devine
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Let me guess, you want them
Let the pussy feel neglected
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Your holes want it
You can't and will not escape
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Will you still call me after?
Husband couldn't fill that hole
I want performance, not excuses