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