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