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