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