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