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