Let's put on a show for my husband
Let's put on a show for my husband
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Your holes want it
Let the pussy feel neglected
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
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
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Let me guess, you want them
Will you still call me after?