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