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