I've had a day and you can make it better
I've had a day and you can make it better
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Your holes want it
Hit that fucking high pitch note
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Husband couldn't fill that hole
I want performance, not excuses
You can't and will not escape
You had my food, now you have me
Let the pussy feel neglected
Will you still call me after?
Let me guess, you want them