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