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