I knew i should come
I knew i should come
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Let me guess, you want them
Will you still call me after?
I want performance, not excuses
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
You can't and will not escape
Let the pussy feel neglected
Your holes want it