My Daddys Point Of View vol 12
My Daddys Point Of View vol 12
You had my food, now you have me
Hit that fucking high pitch note
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
I want performance, not excuses
Will you still call me after?
Let the pussy feel neglected
Let me guess, you want them
You can't and will not escape
Your holes want it
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Special treatment for special privileges
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
So you never had real pussy before?