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