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