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