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