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