Help yourself to everything, sir
Help yourself to everything, sir
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
You can't and will not escape
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Let me guess, you want them
I want performance, not excuses
Let the pussy feel neglected
Will you still call me after?
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Your holes want it