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