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