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