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