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