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