Myplace 4: A Space For Whores
Myplace 4: A Space For Whores
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Hit that fucking high pitch note
So you never had real pussy before?
You had my food, now you have me
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Will you still call me after?
I want performance, not excuses
Let the pussy feel neglected
Your holes want it
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Let me guess, you want them
You can't and will not escape