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