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