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