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