The Flintbones
The Flintbones
Your holes want it
Will you still call me after?
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
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
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Husband couldn't fill that hole
So you never had real pussy before?
Let me guess, you want them
Let the pussy feel neglected
I texted your mom to let you stay longer