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