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