Are you really gonna play coy?
Are you really gonna play coy?
Will you still call me after?
Your holes want it
You can't and will not escape
Hit that fucking high pitch note
I want performance, not excuses
Let the pussy feel neglected
Let me guess, you want them
You had my food, now you have me
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Husband couldn't fill that hole
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
I texted your mom to let you stay longer