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