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