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