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