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