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