There's no chore like doing you
There's no chore like doing you
You can't and will not escape
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Hit that fucking high pitch note
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
I want performance, not excuses
Let me guess, you want them
So you never had real pussy before?
Special treatment for special privileges
Your holes want it
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Let the pussy feel neglected
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
You had my food, now you have me
Will you still call me after?