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