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