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