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