We cross the line and move forward, son
We cross the line and move forward, son
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Happy fucking birthday, bitch!
So you never had real pussy before?
Ola, housekeeping!
Words are lost too
I want performance, not excuses
Special treatment for special privileges
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
You had my food, now you have me
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Your holes want it
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once