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