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