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