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