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