I'm doing what you're doing, daddy
I'm doing what you're doing, daddy
You can't and will not escape
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Your holes want it
Will you still call me after?
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Let me guess, you want them
I want performance, not excuses
You had my food, now you have me
Let the pussy feel neglected