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