The Hooker Experience
The Hooker Experience
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
I want performance, not excuses
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Will you still call me after?
Let me guess, you want them
You can't and will not escape
Hit that fucking high pitch note
You had my food, now you have me
Your holes want it
Let the pussy feel neglected
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once