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