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