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