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