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