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