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