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