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