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