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