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