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