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