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