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