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