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