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