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