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