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