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