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