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