It's easier with you, stepson
It's easier with you, stepson
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
You had my food, now you have me
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
You can't and will not escape
Will you still call me after?
Let the pussy feel neglected
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Let me guess, you want them
I want performance, not excuses
Your holes want it