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