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