Vanna's Easy A Part 1: Rumors Run Wild
Vanna's Easy A Part 1: Rumors Run Wild
You had my food, now you have me
I want performance, not excuses
Let the pussy feel neglected
Husband couldn't fill that hole
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
So you never had real pussy before?
Will you still call me after?
Special treatment for special privileges
You can't and will not escape
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Your holes want it
Let me guess, you want them
Apple picking and stepbro dicking