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