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