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