Machines don't need a breather
Machines don't need a breather
I want performance, not excuses
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Happy fucking birthday, bitch!
Husband couldn't fill that hole
You had my food, now you have me
So you never had real pussy before?
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Will you still call me after?
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Your holes want it
Words are lost too
Special treatment for special privileges