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