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