Let's make something up
Let's make something up
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Special treatment for special privileges
I want performance, not excuses
Words are lost too
Will you still call me after?
Happy fucking birthday, bitch!
You had my food, now you have me
Husband couldn't fill that hole
So you never had real pussy before?
Your holes want it