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