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