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