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