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