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