Stop asking and start doing, son
Stop asking and start doing, son
You can't and will not escape
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Will you still call me after?
Hit that fucking high pitch note
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Let the pussy feel neglected
Your holes want it
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Let me guess, you want them
I want performance, not excuses