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