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