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