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