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