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