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