It was my plan, honey
It was my plan, honey
So you never had real pussy before?
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
You had my food, now you have me
Special treatment for special privileges
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Will you still call me after?
Your holes want it
Words are lost too
Happy fucking birthday, bitch!
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
I want performance, not excuses
Husband couldn't fill that hole