You can soak us with your thing
You can soak us with your thing
I want performance, not excuses
Hit that fucking high pitch note
You can't and will not escape
You had my food, now you have me
Your holes want it
Let me guess, you want them
Husband couldn't fill that hole
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Will you still call me after?
Let the pussy feel neglected
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once