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