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