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