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