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