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