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