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