Wrong Room 02: Ember Snow, Kenna James
Wrong Room 02: Ember Snow, Kenna James
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
I want performance, not excuses
Special treatment for special privileges
Let the pussy feel neglected
Let me guess, you want them
Will you still call me after?
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Your holes want it
You had my food, now you have me
You can't and will not escape
So you never had real pussy before?
Husband couldn't fill that hole