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