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