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