Precious Keepsakes
Precious Keepsakes
Will you still call me after?
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Let the pussy feel neglected
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Let me guess, you want them
I want performance, not excuses
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
You had my food, now you have me
Husband couldn't fill that hole
You can't and will not escape
Your holes want it