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