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