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