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