Don't take your touch away
Don't take your touch away
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
I want performance, not excuses
Your holes want it
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Special treatment for special privileges
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Will you still call me after?
So you never had real pussy before?
You can't and will not escape
Let me guess, you want them