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