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