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