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