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