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