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