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