We Started Without You
We Started Without You
Let me guess, you want them
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
I want performance, not excuses
You had my food, now you have me
Will you still call me after?
Let the pussy feel neglected
Your holes want it
So you never had real pussy before?
Special treatment for special privileges
You can't and will not escape
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Husband couldn't fill that hole