Hard to switch up from perfection
Hard to switch up from perfection
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Hit that fucking high pitch note
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Your holes want it
Will you still call me after?
Let the pussy feel neglected
Let me guess, you want them
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
You can't and will not escape
I want performance, not excuses