Theres Something About Jack 12
Theres Something About Jack 12
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Will you still call me after?
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Let me guess, you want them
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
You had my food, now you have me
Your holes want it
You can't and will not escape
I want performance, not excuses
So you never had real pussy before?
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Let the pussy feel neglected