Ops, how did we get like this...
Ops, how did we get like this...
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
Let the pussy feel neglected
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
I want performance, not excuses
Will you still call me after?
Your holes want it
You can't and will not escape
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Let me guess, you want them