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