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