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