Your touch is like magic
Your touch is like magic
Will you still call me after?
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
I want performance, not excuses
Let the pussy feel neglected
Let me guess, you want them
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Your holes want it
You can't and will not escape
Hit that fucking high pitch note