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