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