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