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