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