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