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