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