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