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