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