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