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