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