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