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