A Day With Karina King
A Day With Karina King
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Let me guess, you want them
Will you still call me after?
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
You can't and will not escape
You had my food, now you have me
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Let the pussy feel neglected
Hit that fucking high pitch note
I want performance, not excuses
Your holes want it