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