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