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