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