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