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