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