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