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