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