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