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