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