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