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