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