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