Spring break like a pro
Spring break like a pro
Hit that fucking high pitch note
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Let the pussy feel neglected
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
You can't and will not escape
You had my food, now you have me
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
I want performance, not excuses
Will you still call me after?
Let me guess, you want them
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Your holes want it