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