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