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