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