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