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