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