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