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