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