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