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