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