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