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