Without practice, you wouldn't learn
Without practice, you wouldn't learn
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
You had my food, now you have me
Let me guess, you want them
Your holes want it
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Let the pussy feel neglected
You can't and will not escape
I want performance, not excuses
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Will you still call me after?