Make It Right, Gal Ritchie
Make It Right, Gal Ritchie
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
So you never had real pussy before?
You had my food, now you have me
Special treatment for special privileges
Words are lost too
Your holes want it
A mouth worth of dicks
Ola, housekeeping!
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Happy fucking birthday, bitch!
Husband couldn't fill that hole