Third Space Part 2, Kendra Sunderland
Third Space Part 2, Kendra Sunderland
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
You had my food, now you have me
You can't and will not escape
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
I want performance, not excuses
Special treatment for special privileges
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Will you still call me after?
Let me guess, you want them
Your holes want it
So you never had real pussy before?
Let the pussy feel neglected
Husband couldn't fill that hole