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