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