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