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