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