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