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