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