Ontem Nós Tinhamos 17 e Era Carnaval
Ontem Nós Tinhamos 17 e Era Carnaval
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Ola, housekeeping!
You had my food, now you have me
Your holes want it
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
I want performance, not excuses
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Happy fucking birthday, bitch!
Special treatment for special privileges
Words are lost too
So you never had real pussy before?