Almost there, at a tongue's touch
Almost there, at a tongue's touch
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Hit that fucking high pitch note
You can't and will not escape
Let the pussy feel neglected
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Will you still call me after?
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
I want performance, not excuses
Your holes want it
Let me guess, you want them
Husband couldn't fill that hole