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