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