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