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