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