Losing It To Each Other
Losing It To Each Other
Hit that fucking high pitch note
You can't and will not escape
Husband couldn't fill that hole
You had my food, now you have me
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
I want performance, not excuses
Your holes want it
Let me guess, you want them
Let the pussy feel neglected
Will you still call me after?
Apple picking and stepbro dicking