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