If we hang out, it will hang out
If we hang out, it will hang out
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
Let the pussy feel neglected
Will you still call me after?
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
So you never had real pussy before?
Special treatment for special privileges
Husband couldn't fill that hole
I want performance, not excuses
Your holes want it
Apple picking and stepbro dicking