Machines don't need a breather
Machines don't need a breather
Your holes want it
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Hit that fucking high pitch note
So you never had real pussy before?
Special treatment for special privileges
You had my food, now you have me
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
I want performance, not excuses
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Happy fucking birthday, bitch!
Will you still call me after?
Husband couldn't fill that hole