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