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