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