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