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