Don’t make me choose
Don’t make me choose
Your holes want it
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Let the pussy feel neglected
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
I want performance, not excuses
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Special treatment for special privileges
You had my food, now you have me
Will you still call me after?
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?
Let me guess, you want them