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