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