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