You had my food, now you have me
I want performance, not excuses
Your holes want it
Husband couldn't fill that hole
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Will you still call me after?
Let the pussy feel neglected
Let me guess, you want them
You can't and will not escape
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Apple picking and stepbro dicking