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