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