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