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