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