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