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