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