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