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