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