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