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