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