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