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