Black friday part 2: sharing the sugar
Black friday part 2: sharing the sugar
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Will you still call me after?
Hit that fucking high pitch note
You can't and will not escape
Your holes want it
Let me guess, you want them
I want performance, not excuses
You had my food, now you have me
Let the pussy feel neglected
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Husband couldn't fill that hole
So you never had real pussy before?