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