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