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