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