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