Myth, Magic and Mystery of Breasts
Myth, Magic and Mystery of Breasts
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Your holes want it
Let the pussy feel neglected
I want performance, not excuses
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
You can't and will not escape
Will you still call me after?
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Let me guess, you want them