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