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