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