The prize: a codi vore story
The prize: a codi vore story
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
You had my food, now you have me
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Will you still call me after?
Special treatment for special privileges
Husband couldn't fill that hole
So you never had real pussy before?
I want performance, not excuses
Happy fucking birthday, bitch!
Your holes want it
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Hit that fucking high pitch note