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