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