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