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