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