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