Control is on the lips kept busy
Control is on the lips kept busy
You can't and will not escape
Let me guess, you want them
Hit that fucking high pitch note
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Husband couldn't fill that hole
I want performance, not excuses
Let the pussy feel neglected
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Your holes want it
Will you still call me after?