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