Tempting like a poetry rhyme
Tempting like a poetry rhyme
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Husband couldn't fill that hole
I want performance, not excuses
Special treatment for special privileges
Will you still call me after?
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Words are lost too
Happy fucking birthday, bitch!
You had my food, now you have me
So you never had real pussy before?
Your holes want it