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