Stop asking and start doing, son
Stop asking and start doing, son
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 me guess, you want them
Will you still call me after?
You can't and will not escape
Let the pussy feel neglected
Your holes want it
So you never had real pussy before?
I want performance, not excuses
You had my food, now you have me
Husband couldn't fill that hole