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