Paste My Face Vol. 8
Paste My Face Vol. 8
You had my food, now you have me
Husband couldn't fill that hole
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Special treatment for special privileges
Let me guess, you want them
Your holes want it
Let the pussy feel neglected
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
You can't and will not escape
I want performance, not excuses
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Hit that fucking high pitch note
So you never had real pussy before?
Will you still call me after?