Some are problems, some are solutions
Some are problems, some are solutions
Will you still call me after?
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Let me guess, you want them
Your holes want it
I want performance, not excuses
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Hit that fucking high pitch note
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
You can't and will not escape
Let the pussy feel neglected
Husband couldn't fill that hole