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