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