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