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