Thinking of you dear, how did you know?
Thinking of you dear, how did you know?
Let the pussy feel neglected
So you never had real pussy before?
I want performance, not excuses
Your holes want it
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Will you still call me after?
Husband couldn't fill that hole
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
Special treatment for special privileges
Let me guess, you want them
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
I texted your mom to let you stay longer