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