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