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