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