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