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