Satisfaction in proportional size
Satisfaction in proportional size
Words are lost too
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
You had my food, now you have me
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
I want performance, not excuses
Happy fucking birthday, bitch!
Husband couldn't fill that hole
So you never had real pussy before?
Your holes want it
Special treatment for special privileges
Will you still call me after?