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