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