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