Husband couldn't fill that hole
Your holes want it
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
You can't and will not escape
I want performance, not excuses
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
You had my food, now you have me
Let me guess, you want them
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Let the pussy feel neglected
Will you still call me after?
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once