Taking all the measurements
Taking all the measurements
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Your holes want it
Let me guess, you want them
Let the pussy feel neglected
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Hit that fucking high pitch note
You can't and will not escape
Will you still call me after?
I want performance, not excuses