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