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