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