An hourglass made from soft flesh
An hourglass made from soft flesh
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Will you still call me after?
You had my food, now you have me
Happy fucking birthday, bitch!
So you never had real pussy before?
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Your holes want it
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Special treatment for special privileges
I want performance, not excuses