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