We cross the line and move forward, son
We cross the line and move forward, son
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
I want performance, not excuses
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Happy fucking birthday, bitch!
Special treatment for special privileges
Words are lost too
So you never had real pussy before?
Will you still call me after?
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Your holes want it
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
You had my food, now you have me