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