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