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