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