Paste My Face Vol. 3
Paste My Face Vol. 3
Let me guess, you want them
Will you still call me after?
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
I want performance, not excuses
Your holes want it
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Let the pussy feel neglected
Hit that fucking high pitch note
You had my food, now you have me
Special treatment for special privileges
You can't and will not escape
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
So you never had real pussy before?