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